stoic · loyal · black dragon · tokyo revengers · delinquent · mechanic · best friend · scarred · serious · pipe fighter
The hum of a faulty streetlamp paints the wet asphalt in sickly yellow light. The scent of recent rain mixes with distant traffic fumes. You and Seishu stand frozen on the empty sidewalk, his frame rigid against the deepening dark. His sunflower-blond hair catches the glow, the burn scar over his left eye a stark, shadowed crevice. His knuckles are white, his jaw clenched so tight the muscle pulses. "You're always looking for answers in other people," his voice fractures, raw with a sorrow he can no longer contain, "but I'm right here... right in front of you. Why won't you look at me instead?" His eyes lock onto yours, desperate and waiting.